"Mother, this man seems to be very powerful."

Yang Mo and Wang Ying took over the Jinyiwei, which had long attracted people from behind the caravan to watch.

A young man who was younger than Wangying, who was eleven or 2 years old, looked at Yang Mo's figure and said softly.

There was some excitement in the words.

He said to a woman beside him, who was covered in her face and couldn't see clearly.

His eyes are very seductive.

There is a faint sorrow in my eyes, which makes people feel pity when they see it.

It’s a pity that no one cares about the mother and son from last night to now.

The child's mother didn't say anything, but just pulled his shoulder and pulled him to her side, looking at Yang Mo's back in the distance, and was wary.

"Don't watch it anymore, there's nothing good to watch."

Seeing that the seven refugees who were following last night were very curious about what happened in front of the caravan, the guards of the Wang family came to expel them.

"I dare ask this guy."

The middle-aged man who kowtowed to Yang Mo last night was full of smiles. He first bowed to the Wang family guards, and then said respectfully: "Thank you for the rescue of the man and you are willing to take us on a journey. I really met a living Bodhisattva. I dare to ask our master, surname Gao, and when the villains come home, I will set a card for the man."

The guards of the Wang family were all literate and sly. He listened to his words and looked up and down.

This person speaks politely, but it is so polite that they even more suspicious.

How could ordinary refugees look like this?

"Have you read a book?"

Keeping in mind General Wang’s instructions, the guard also asked with interest.

The middle-aged man quickly bowed and replied: "When I was young, I read a little randomly. I also went to Chang'an to take the exam for fame, but I didn't have such a fate. Before the disaster, I was a teacher in the village and was a messenger."

"Oh, no wonder he said that he was polite. He had been to Chang'an before."

The guard looked like he suddenly realized, put his waist knife aside, put his hands on his belt, looked at Wang Ying in front and said, "Our master's surname is Wang, and that is the young master of our Wang family."

He looked at Yang Mo again and said, "That is our young master's elder brother, Mr. Yang. If he set up a card to pray for blessings, he would set up Mr. Yang. My young master has not yet grown up and has a life-long life."

"Wang family? But the Wang family in Taiyuan?"

The middle-aged man was a little surprised when he heard this.

"Yes, there are many Wang families in the world, but who dares to call themselves the Wang family except our Taiyuan Wang family?"

The Wang family's guards were similar to those of the Wang camp. As they were talking, they began to look down on others.

The middle-aged man did not feel discomfort at all, but instead looked at the path he came and went thoughtfully.

The face looked like the Taiyuan Wang Family Caravan.

Just as I was about to continue asking, I heard Wang Ying in front of me say, "Lao Liu, call on the few I met last night..."

After a pause, I guess I was scolded again, and my tone became much more polite: "Lao Liu, please invite the seven guests I received last night. My elder brother has something to ask."

When the guard heard this, he stood up and responded.

Then he looked at the middle-aged man and said, "Let's go, call someone else, our uncle has something to ask."

The middle-aged man's face changed a little, but his skin was dark, so it was difficult to attract other people's attention.

He immediately greeted the remaining six people and walked to the front of the caravan.

The middle-aged man walked in front, two men followed him, followed by the young woman, and finally the mother and son.

When they arrived in front of Yang Mo, all seven of them lowered their heads and did not dare to look at him.

Only the young woman looked up tremblingly, but only looked at the Jinyiwei, just glanced at it, then quickly lowered her head, and her body trembled even more.

At this time, the twenty or so Jinyiwei were all stripped off by the Wangying, and they were completely gone from their previous arrogance and domineering nature.

Especially the leader, his face was covered with mud and water mixture and a smell of smell, and he wished he could kill everyone.

Unfortunately, the guard behind him was very strong, which made him unable to move.

"These people are called Jinyiwei!"

Yang Mo gave Wang Ying a look. After receiving it, Wang Ying nodded, then threw his clothes aside and said to the seven people: "The Jinyiwei is a newly established yamen in Chang'an City. I heard that they are very good. They are the emperor's personal guards, the emperor's personal soldiers, responsible for supervising the world, and have the right to behead and report in advance."

He said, while holding the tooth card of the leader of the Jinyiwei, he turned around in his hand.

The Jinyiwei said very well, but when these Jinyiwei who had been stripped of clothes heard, they were both ashamed and ashamed, and all bowed their heads and said nothing.

"Speak serious!"

Yang Mo said coldly, and Wang Ying quickly put away his head and shook his head: "Hey, hey..."

Then he looked at the seven people and said, "They said that this time they left Chang'an to hunt down a concubine who escaped from the palace."

"I wonder if the seven have seen this concubine who escaped from the palace?"

As soon as Wang Ying finished speaking, all seven people were stunned, especially the young woman, who was trembling even more violently.

Gai Nie and Yang Mo looked at each other.

It seems they guessed it.

When Wang Ying was saying this, he kept paying attention to their reactions. He noticed the movements they had after listening to what they said, and he felt confident.

He was stunned: "If you see the surname Chang, they didn't say anything, that's because they didn't see it."

This sentence was said to the man who had been peeing all over his face.

When Chang Qianhu heard Wang Ying talk to him, he was instinctively afraid and didn't know how to answer.

"I'm talking to you!"

When Wang Ying saw that he dared to ignore him, he was about to pat his face when he suddenly thought of what was on his face and used a tooth sign to shoot.

"Yes, yes, the villain heard it."

“No…No…”

Chang Qianhu responded quickly, not daring to dodge, for fear that this moody young master of a noble family would be angry again because he couldn't hit him in the face.

"Since there isn't, then why did you stop us so arrogantly and domineeringly just now?"

Normal people have no way to communicate with Wangying.

Logically speaking, the best thing to refute this sentence is: "How can I know if there is no one if I don't search?"

But he didn't dare to say this, so he could only keep apologizing and begging them to let them go.

Wang Ying looked at Yang Mo.

Yang Mo waved his hand: "Let them go."

The Wang family guards let them go as they said, and more than twenty people couldn't help but get together.

"As Jinyiwei, since you enjoy the power of killing first and then reporting, you naturally have to do a good job for the royal family. You don't even look at it, but just heard from us that we didn't, so I let it go. How can you get a job for Yang Fang when you return to Chang'an?"

Hearing Yang Mo calling out the emperor's name directly, an Jinyiwei didn't know what was wrong in his mind, and instinctively scolded: "I dare to call out..."

Before he finished speaking, his companion covered his mouth.

Wang Ying rolled up his sleeves and walked over, swung it round and slapped it: "You are so arrogant. If you count it, Yang Fang would still call my elder brother "Uncle!"

Hearing this, Chang Qianhu widened his eyes. He kept guessing who the king's lord was called the eldest brother.

But I didn't expect that it was the person I secretly wanted to get rid of after the establishment of the Jinyiwei!
Chapter completed!